"What's angry?" Duan Feifan also asked.

"I just said those words," said Jiang Kuo. "Actually, after you explained it to me, I still think you... are too hard and too obsessed with repaying kindness. It's just that I can understand. Will you be angry? Just like my thoughts."

"No," Duan Feifan pinched his neck, "What's so annoying about this? What you said is true. Anyone would have thought like this, but there is no solution for me for the time being."

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything again, and Duan Feifan stopped speaking.

They leaned against the back of the chair together and looked at the screen in front.

I don’t know if I suddenly talked about the things I had just said. In addition, although Jiang Kuo was not tired these two days, he was really a little bored because of his boredom. He started to feel sleepy now.

He stretched out his hand to Duan Feifan, and Duan Feifan quickly held his hand.

Duan Feifan's hands were very warm, and the warmth quickly rushed toward his whole body along his palm, feeling very comfortable.

I don’t know when the movie will be finished, and I don’t know when the open-air theater will end.

Anyway, when someone knocked on the car window, they were still sleeping together in the car for a long time.

"Hmm?" Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan in a daze.

"Li Xiao." Duan Feifan put down the car window.

Who is Li Xiao?

It sounds a little familiar, it should be from their class.

However, Jiang Kuo did not match the name when he saw the man outside.

"You two won't go back to school?" Li Xiao asked.

"Back," Duan Feifan rubbed his eyes and looked outside again, "Are they all dispersed?"

"The barbecue stall has been removed," Li Xiao said, "I don't know what you two security guards are."

Duan Feifan laughed: "I'm asleep."

"Driving a luxury car to sleep in an open-air cinema," Li Xiao nodded, "It's a life we ​​can't understand."

"Get out," Duan Feifan poked his head out and looked, "Are you alone?"

"Two," said Li Xiao, "She went ahead, I'll call you."

"Do you want to take it back?" Jiang Kuo asked quietly next to him.

Duan Feifan felt that when Mr. Jiang heard this, he might have lamented that his son had changed so much that even Duan Feifan was a little surprised.

"Why are you back?" he asked Li Xiao, "Do you want to take you for a while?"

"We'll go back and it's so good night," Li Xiao looked into the back seat, "Sitting in the back seat is like worshiping Buddha, forget it."

"Then you two can take a walk!" Duan Feifan closed the car window with a smile.

The car fell and drove back from the same road.

Jiang Kuo looked outside and found that there was indeed no one else. All the stalls had been removed and the screen was gone. When the car drove to the intersection, he saw the last few people who came out.

"Who is Li Xiao?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Of course, Lu Haobo was looking for trouble last time, which meant that Li Xiao had to change dormitory," Duan Feifan said, "Do you still remember?"

"I remembered it," said Jiang Kuo, "he is not from our class, right?"

"No, I'm from the next class," Duan Feifan glanced at him, "Is your ability to recognize people a bit too naive..."

Jiang Kuo smiled, then suddenly turned his head: "Did we just hold hands?"

"Well, hold each other tightly, love is stronger than gold..." Duan Feifan said.

"Damn." Jiang Kuo frowned and sighed. Although he didn't care about being seen, he was not very willing to be seen by people in the school and spread it.

"I'm teasing you," Duan Feifan said, "You have taken your hand back a long time ago."

"Me?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Well, maybe it's hot," Duan Feifan said, "I can't even hold on, so I pulled it away with great determination." Jiang Kuo turned around and smiled for a long time.

Although sleeping hand in hand should not be seen, many people still know about Duan Feifan and Jiang Kuo sleeping in the open-air cinema on the bar street with Jiang Kuo’s 911.

Tang Li knew it, which means that the communication still had a certain strength, at least they all knew it between the classes.

But it's fine.

At least the reactions around them are pretty good.

For example, Li Zirui's reaction is very good.

"You two really drove there to watch a movie and fell asleep?" Li Zirui turned around and asked.

Jiang Kuo glanced at the English teacher in front of him and nodded.

"What do you think?" Li Zirui began to laugh.

Duan Feifan sighed.

Tang Li pulled Li Zirui's clothes: "Don't be absent, listen to the class."

Duan Feifan's birthday is still two days away, and Jiang Kuo has never thought of what gift to give him.

When Li Zirui was talking to him, he was lying on the table and worried.

Just think about gifts as simple as falling asleep while watching a movie.

He has already given a practical gift. After a month, if you give something more practical, it will feel boring and you will have the illusion that Duan Feifan has nothing.

But he really can't think of a romantic gadget that is not practical.

He is not a person who can make people romantic things. People like Duan Feifan who seem to be busy at the food, rice, oil and salt shops every day are dozens of times better than him.

One person who can sing and play will create a small party.

Although……

At this time, Duan Feifan, who was holding a rose in his mouth, flashed through his mind.

He couldn't help but bury his face on the table and laughed wildly for two minutes.

"What are you doing?" Duan Feifan asked quietly from the side.

"No." Jiang Kuo was about to speak, but when he turned to see Duan Feifan, the picture in his mind suddenly became three-dimensional, and he immediately fell back and started to laugh.

Duan Feifan tsk: "My high school classmate just replied to me that the hotel and everything else was done on his birthday. You can book a conference hall in his hotel."

"...Conference Hall?" Jiang Kuo stopped smiling, "How many people are there?"

"About thirty," Duan Feifan said, "The conference hall can hold three large tables."

More than thirty years old, they caught up with a class. Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan, who was poking his phone quickly under the table. This man invited more classmates and friends on his birthday than he had spoken in nine years of compulsory education and three years of high school.

"So many people," said Jiang Kuo, "Are you going to give gifts on your birthday?"

Duan Feifan glanced at him and lowered his head and smiled for a long time: "No, I have many junior high school classmates in the local area, and there are also a few friends in the market. Including Dong Kundingzhe and others, the three tables are OK. It's okay to get five or six tables during the Chinese New Year."

"Are you familiar with them?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's quite familiar," Duan Feifan said, "I have known each other for so many years, and I have to be angry with me if I missed it."

Jiang Kuo lay back on the table, looked at Duan Feifan, and felt emotion in his heart.

"There were many people that day," Duan Feifan said, "I will definitely be pulled away, you will..."

"Don't take special care of me," Jiang Kuo reached out and gently slashed on the back of his hand with his little finger. "Don't keep thinking about whether I will be like this or not, whether I will be like this."

"Okay," Duan Feifan pinched the tip of his little finger, "I understand."

In the end, Jiang Kuo prepared a gift for Duan Feifan the next day that was neither practical nor affordable, but was a bit romantic.

Duan Feifan returned to Niu Sandao today and was busy with work. He would close the store tomorrow afternoon. Some things have to be done first today.

Jiang Kuo packed Duan Feifan's gifts alone on the 10th floor and 2 doors.

I have used the method of packing bundles and rolls. Now he is holding his mobile phone and flipping through videos one by one, such as "simple gift packaging", such as "creative gift packaging", such as "making gifts instantly high-end packaging"...

None of them is easy to use, including the "six gift packaging methods that can be learned by hand for primary school students". He opened it for a long time and didn't even understand the first step.

Jiang Kuo is not as good as elementary school students.

When the phone rang, he had already given up and was about to pack the beef with Niu Sandao in kraft paper.

The news was sent by Jiang Leye, with a few pictures.

Several trademark design drawings, several packaging design drawings, and two videos are already displayed.

Jiang Kuo admired Jiang Leye's movement very much and said that he only had half an hour of working time a day, but in a few days even the samples were made.

And from the perspective of him, a layman but very picky person, he is quite good-looking.

Several trademarks are based on bull heads and two seem to be transformed to the point where they are not said to be bulls. You can think of it as a fork at most, but they are all cool and eye-catching.

The packaging bag uses the more conventional red and green ones. There are two designs with pictures of beef sauce. However, based on Jiang Kuo's understanding of beef sauce, he can tell at a glance that this is not beef sauce sauce.

"That picture is not beef sauce, I'll tell you first." Jiang Kuo called Jiang LeLe.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Lelia said, "I just found the picture. I mean it. Did you give me a picture of beef sauce? It's impossible to use this price to reduce the price of Jiang Kuo."
To be continued...